Kevin managed to get back to his feet and dodged the sickle once more. As it went behind him, he noticed the area below his waist was labelled red. He quickly jumped up and the sickle cut the heel of one of his shoes.

When he landed back he slapped the sickle away, when it was thrust towards him and wasted no time backing up.

(“Nope, I tried. This is impossible!”) He thought. This was no longer a fight but a test of survival for Kevin. (“Can he make things solid or stop? No, if he could do that he'd be trying harder to touch me. Or maybe he's to get my guard down. Ugh, I don't know.”)

As he looked at the chain it became limp when the priest flicked it towards himself.

(“Is it the construction of the weapon? I've heard of swords that turn to whips…”)

As he stood sizing his opponent up he noticed a hint of blue in his vision. Was it a mystical weapon they had left outside? An ally lying in wait? No, it was the path that led into the dungeon.

(“If the best option here is running into the dungeon, am I screwed?”)

The priest meanwhile was carefully observing Kevin hoping to find a flaw. (“He predicts when I attack almost perfectly. Even now as he looks lost in his thoughts.”)

He swung the chain towards him yet the boy didn't react. He stopped the chain next to his torso, but despite the boy reacting to the blade, he didn't try to dodge. The moment his muscles tried to move it closer, he was backing away like no tomorrow.

(“Interesting. Can he sense the difference between an attack and a faint? I also wonder if that worried expression of his is an act to hide his abilities.”)

He pushed the chain forward and let it go. It remained in the air.

Kevin looked ready to dodge again but after seeing the priest let go of the chain, and run towards him, he instinctively backed up.

It if wasn't for his armour he would have been pierced by the blade. He didn't have to look behind to know what scraped against his armour.

(“It's the sickle!”)

(“I see. It was out of his vision. Does that mean I have to attack from where he cannot see?”)

As the priest came closer, Kevin ran toward him as well.

(“What is he do-?”) The confusion at this move left the priest momentarily stunned.

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Kevin slid at the last moment and tripped the priest's legs. He almost couldn't believe what had happened as he went into the air.

What was in front was the blade he had set up. He stopped himself.

(“This bastard. Well, it confirms one thing at least. He can't-”)

He stopped mid-air, so he was dumbfounded when he felt a hand on his ass.

(“!?!?”)

He looked around with red cheeks but released his magic when he felt the blade touch his cheek.

The white-haired boy had already begun running away when he hit the floor.

(“...I could have hit him with my magic there…”) Daniel thought, watching him. His eyes showed no life and he quickly picked up his weapon. The priest tightly gripped his weapon and started swinging with it with seemingly no rhyme or reason.

(“Did that really benefit me!?”) Kevin thought as he closed in on the dungeon.

Thanks to his eyes he could tell the strikes that would hit him from the ones that were for show. He looked behind briefly to see the priest rapidly gaining. He ran into the pillars and the blonde boy did his best to wrap the chain around him. The white-haired boy ducked as the chain was mid-throw and slid behind the pillar.

(“Humiliate me, will you? I send you lower depths of the dungeon, for what you touched!”)

That was the most intimate touch the priest had received in a long time and as soon as he got a hold of Kevin, he'd repay that favour a hundredfold.

In the forest of pillars that occupied the upper temple, he reached the pillar the boy ducked behind. Yet he was nowhere in sight, nor did he hear any footsteps.

When he focused his hearing, he couldn't even hear breathing.

“That bastard, where the hell-”

He heard something make a noise on the floor and quickly turned to it. And from the front of the pillar the priest was behind, Kevin shimmied around. His focus was still on the rock Kevin threw as the albino delivered his sucker punch.

This unexpected punch sent him to the floor and he stayed there.

(“The moment he continues his attack he's finished.”) Daniel thought as he waited. But that moment would never come, as he heard footsteps move further away than closer.

He wore a sour expression as he got up and quickly chased after him.

(“I didn't even move my muscles that time. I thought he was reading my movements by the small, almost imperceptible movements your muscles make when you begin an action but I was mistaken. I hadn't even moved my muscles yet he knew I'd use my magic. Can he read minds…. I suppose he escaped to the forest.”) He thought as he approached the stairway. He couldn't see the boy but he could hear his feet echoing down the stairway, with no change in pace. It looked like that hypothesis was proven wrong.

The priest was losing patience and he was in no mood for a cat-and-mouse game.

Kevin ran like an Olympic sprinter and he headed down the stairs but for some reason, the entire centre of the stairway had turned red.

He moved to the side and continued running, this time, risking a fall by skipping several steps with each step.

(“Is going to use some big attack?”)

He continued down the stairs bracing himself for what this could but nothing could have prepared for what appeared with those next few seconds.